The Cardinals made 16 three-pointers, matching the NCAA record, to pull off the victory at Oklahoma City.

“I’m just sad,” Griner said. “I didn’t do what I needed to do to get my team to the Elite Eight and just disappointment in myself.”

No. 1-seeded Baylor (34-2) had won 32 straight games and 74 of 75 behind Griner, the second-highest scoring player in NCAA history. She also holds the career records for blocks and dunks. But the 6-foot-8 star didn’t make a basket until the second half, then committed a foul with 2.6 seconds left that gave Louisville a chance to win.

Reid made those two foul shots, rescuing the Cardinals (27-8) after they squandered a 17-point lead in the last 71/2 minutes.

Hours earlier, the men’s team from Louisville beat Duke, 85-63, to reach the Final Four.

Reid and the Cardinals will play Tennessee in the Oklahoma City Regional final Tuesday for a berth in the Final Four.

Orthopedic surgeon James Andrews said Redskins quarterback Robert Griffin III is “way ahead of schedule” in his recovery from the reconstruction of his right knee in January. But Andrews said his goal is to do what’s best for Griffin and his career – instead of rushing him back for the start of the season.

Andrews – regarded as one of the nation’s top orthopedic surgeons – also is employed by the Redskins and stands on their sidelines for every game.

He made the comments in an appearance Friday on the NFL Network.

“We have him well on his way. He is an unbelievable athlete, as you well know. His recovery is way ahead of schedule so far,” Andrews said in the interview. “We don’t have to do much but try to hold him back, if you want to know the truth. Our whole mode for him, though, is to do what is best for his career, not necessarily what is best for the first game next season. So all of that has to be put on hold and let him get well.”

Last week, shortly after he tweeted the link to a new Adidas commercial that ended with the line “All in for Week 1,” Griffin softened his stance, conceding that although he hopes to return for the season’s first game, he understands that he can’t jeopardize his career. He added that only God, Andrews and the team’s medical staff will determine when he could return to the field.

Andrews, who had declined multiple interview requests since the surgery to reconstruct the ACL in Griffin’s right knee and repair the torn LCL and meniscus in the same knee, echoed that more cautious, yet still optimistic school of thought.

The Vikings’ Adrian Peterson’s speedy recovery, which featured a 2,000-yard season after he tore his ACL on Dec. 24, 2011, is often cited in the same discussions on the timeline for Griffin’s return. But it’s worth noting that Peterson isn’t the first player to tear his ACL and return to action.

Back on Jan. 8, 2006, then-Cincinnati Bengals quarterback Carson Palmer tore his ACL in the playoffs versus Pittsburgh. But he returned to the field for the third preseason game of the 2007 season – seven months after his surgery – went on to play all 16 games that year and threw for a career-high 4,131 yards and 26 touchdowns. Palmer is primarily a stationary quarterback who doesn’t rely on his legs to scramble as Griffin does. But it does show that such a comeback is within the realm of possibility.

Danica Patrick has been blazing a path for women in racing for years and after her historic pole win at the Daytona 500 on Thursday she has done it again. Her efforts will be felt all weekend at Daytona and they will also be felt on Saturday when she drives in the Nationwide Series opener with a fellow female racer.

Long made some history herself as a rookie in 2012 when she drover the No. 70 car, as she became the youngest female driver in series history when she hit the track at Daytona.

“Last year, it was all surreal to me,” said Long, 20, to PNJ.com. “I learned a lot, gained a lot of experience. I am a lot more confident in these cars now and 100 percent more confident in myself.”

Long is driving for the ML Motorsports team and is currently planning to race in 21 of the 33 races in the Nationwide series. Last season she finished 20th in the standings, not far behind Patrick, who came in 10th after starting all 33 races. Patrick also ran in 10 Sprint Cup races and was voted the most popular driver on the circuit. It’s hard for some not to compare the two.

“A lot of people don’t compare me as much as they did last year, because they know I am a different person and I do my own thing,” said Long. “I know I have my own following.”

Long has continued to improve throughout her short career and finished in the top 20 eight times last season, including 12th in the second Nationwide race at Daytona.

“Last year, I had never raced a Nationwide car before,” said Long, who competed in the NASCAR Camping World Truck Series in 2010 and 2011. “This year, I have been in the series. I know the people, so it’s going to go real smooth.”

The 300-mile race will offer a challenge for Long, but it’s nothing she hasn’t dealt with before. This year all the attention has been on Patrick after her Daytona win and Long has been able to concentrate on racing all week.

Long has been writing and chronicling her time at Daytona on espnW.com and described her expectations for the upcoming season.

“My goal is to race competitively in the top-10 and top-15 regularly. My team has been working extremely hard in the shop over the offseason to prepare fast cars, so there’s no doubt in my mind that once I hit the track at Daytona, we’re going to have a strong No. 70 Chevrolet,” she wrote on the blog.

Long hit a top speed of 175.223 mph in qualifying and she will be in the 25th position behind Scott Lagasse Jr. and in front of Mike Bliss and Mike Harmon.

Daniel Craig returns for his third turn as the British secret agent in a new James Bond story from director Sam Mendes.

The movie James Bond is now 50 years old and wearing his years very well in Skyfall.

The most significant reset of the 23-film series that’s unconnected to a change of the actor playing 007, this long-awaited third outing for Daniel Craig feels more seriously connected to real-world concerns than any previous entry, despite the usual outlandish action scenes, glittering settings and larger-than-life characters.

Dramatically gripping while still brandishing a droll undercurrent of humor, this beautifully made film will certainly be embraced as one of the best Bonds by loyal fans worldwide and leaves you wanting the next one to turn up sooner than four years from now.

Bond watchers have been especially eager for Skyfall to arrive for several reasons, particularly to see if the Craig sequence of films can bounce back from the crushing low of Quantum of Solace after starting so high with Casino Royale, and to evaluate what fresh perspective might be delivered by big and unexpected talents like director Sam Mendes and cinematographer Roger Deakins.

The answers are “yes” to the first proposition and “quite a bit” to the second.

Whereas Casino Royale tasted like a fine old vintage served in a snappy new bottle, Skyfall seems like a fresh blend altogether, one with some weight and complexity to it. Much of this, to be sure, stems from Mendes, who, with series veteran writers Neal Purvis and Robert Wade along with John Logan, yanks Bond, M and MI6 out of the world of colorful megalomaniacal villains and into the vexing world of shadowy terrorists and cyber warfare.

In the process, they also give Bond not only a few aches and pains, but a sense of mortality, exemplified by a credits sequence festooned not by silhouetted naked women, but by images of the secret agent’s tombstone and of his being sucked to his doom underwater. Since it happens in the 10-minute action opener, it’s giving nothing away to say that — after an elaborate and logistically outrageous chase through the streets and bazaars and over the roofs of Istanbul, and then on top of a train into the countryside — M is seen writing her veteran agent’s obituary.

He’s survived, of course, but his brush with death has been so close that Bond goes Jason Bourne for a while, holing up anonymously on a tropical beach with a babe and drinking himself to oblivion. But when the modern new London headquarters building of MI6 explodes in a terrorist attack, Bond reports back for duty to a boss who herself is being none too gently being shown the door by intelligence and security committee chairman Gareth Mallory (Ralph Fiennes).

In fact, all British agents embedded within terrorist organizations have been compromised and are beginning to be killed, making M look incompetent and Bond seem a bit of a dinosaur whose wits and brawn are no match for high-tech warriors.

“So this is it, we’re both played out,” he says to her, prematurely, as it turns out, although Bond still is put through some arduous tests to re-earn his old job back. Bond has never endured so many rude remarks about his physical prowess since Sean Connery made his middle-aged one-shot return to the role in the ill-advised Never Say Never Again. For her part, M plays a more central role here than she ever has before, and Judi Dench, as usual, makes the most of the opportunity, investing her authority role with great dignity undercut with a sliver of insecurity.

The globetrotting continues to Shanghai, where the striking high-rises make a terrific nocturnal backdrop to Bond’s stealthy pursuit of the assassin/hard-drive thief he narrowly missed in Istanbul. From there it’s on to Macau, where the old Bond re-emerges in a tuxedo to drink his martini (very smartly shaken, not stirred, by a deft lady bartender) in a casino where he gets hot and heavy with the striking yet nervously neurotic Severine, who is given a distinctive preoccupied edge by Berenice Lim Marlohe. Trailing along behind to keep an eye on things and trade dry banter (and perhaps more than that) is field agent Eve, very engagingly played by Naomie Harris.

It is Severine who can take Bond to the man who’s causing all the trouble. In a scene of surpassing beauty and weirdness, by yacht the two approach a strange island city, from which the entire population has just fled. It has just been taken over by a strange tall man with dyed blond hair, insinuating humor and heavily armed henchmen. At the 70-minute mark, Javier Bardem makes his fabulously staged entrance as Silva, who, like many Bond villains of the past, is half persuasive and half-lunatic, has delusions of exceptional grandeur and is partial to explaining many things to his captive before he means to kill him. He also has a theatrically sexual side that brings something new to the gallery of Bond villains. In all events, Bardem makes him a riveting and most entertaining figure.

Even if Bond is able to turn the tables on Silva and bring him back to London as a prisoner, that’s far from the end of it, as Silva is one resourceful chap whose advanced computer skills test the expertise even of the new Q, the MI6 weapons and technology guru now reimagined as a very young man and wonderfully played in full geek drag by Ben Whishaw. The scene in which he and Bond meet for the first time in an art gallery is an instant mini-classic.

Ultimately, there is a very conscious, even articulated effort to balance the old and new, the traditional and the modern in Skyfall — stylistically, dramatically and thematically. Longtime series producers Michael G. Wilson and Barbara Broccoli have never gone so far as to hire a full control-demanding auteur to direct one of their films, and while Mendes is certainly the most distinguished outside director they’ve ever brought aboard, he’s one as tradition-minded as he is innovative.

Many of the dramatic scenes would do justice to a non-genre film, and the same can be said of the quality of the acting. The traditional quips surface at times in low-key form; some of them are quite good and they’re never corny. The action, much of it presumably staged by veteran second unit director Alexander Witt, is consistently strong (even if a motorcycle and jeep chase through the jammed streets of Istanbul reminds, as did a recent one through Manila in The Bourne Legacy, that motorized chases through thick urban crowds are never entirely convincing).

Tonally, the fundamental seriousness of the film places Skyfall at the other end of the Bond spectrum from the monkeyshines of some of the silliest Roger Moore entries, such as Moonraker and A View to A Kill.

The long climax, set at an isolated old house in Scotland presided over by a thickly bearded Albert Finney, plays out partly like a highly elaborated version of Straw Dogs, albeit with far heavier artillery. The moving and highly satisfying ending nicely tees up the ball for the next round.

Cinematographer Deakins’ work is dense, colorful and impactful, noticeably a notch or two above the series’ norm. Production values are similarly at the high end of things, and Thomas Newman‘s score is far from generic, finding many moods while delightfully allowing room for Monty Norman‘s immortal Bond theme when the moment calls for it.

And, oh yes, there’s Daniel Craig. He owns Bond now, and the role is undoubtedly his for as long as he might want it. Perhaps a tad less buff than in Casino Royale and certainly more beat up, he entertains the ladies less here than perhaps any Bond ever has. But two other women, his boss and the Queen, have first call on his favors, and he repays them for their confidence many times over — as he does the audience.

Police chief Sveinung Sponheim said his internet postings “suggest that he has some political traits directed toward the right, and anti-Muslim views”.

“But whether that was a motivation for the actual act remains to be seen,” he told Norwegian broadcaster NRK.

Mr Breivik appears to have created entries on social networking sites such as Facebook and Twitter, though the accounts were set up just days ago on 17 July.

On the Facebook page attributed to him, he describes himself as a Christian and a conservative. The Facebook page is no longer available but it also listed interests such as body-building and freemasonry.

A Twitter account attributed to the suspect has also emerged but it only has one post, which is a quote from philosopher John Stuart Mill: “One person with a belief is equal to the force of 100,000 who have only interests.”

In a post in Norwegian in an online forum on December 2009, a user named Anders Behring Breivik claims there is not one country where Muslims have peacefully lived with non-Muslims, stating that instead it has had “catastrophic consequences” for non-Muslims.

Fertiliser

The gunman was described by witnesses who saw him on Utoeya island as tall and blond – and dressed in a police uniform. The image of him posted on Facebook depict a blond, blue-eyed man.

The Norwegian newspaper Verdens Gang quoted a friend as saying that the suspect turned to right-wing extremism when in his late 20s.

He had no military background except for ordinary national service and no criminal record, it seems.

Mr Breivik is believed to have grown up in Oslo, and studied at the Oslo School of Management, which offers degrees and post-graduate courses.

He later appears to have moved out of the city and established Breivik Geofarm, a company Norwegian media is describing as a farming sole proprietorship set up to cultivate vegetables, melons, roots and tubers.

A supply company has come forward to say that it delivered six tonnes of fertiliser to this company in May – an ingredient used in bomb-making.

In a photo posted on Entertainment Weekly‘s Web site, the actress rocks the super hero’s skin-tight costume, which has been updated with shiny blue pants and boots. Still there, though, are her bullet-proof bracelets, famous headband a golden lasso. Also, you can’t see it but she’s standing in front of her invisible jet.

Looks like she’ll have no problem stopping bad guys in their tracks!

The cast also includes Elizabeth Hurley and Cary Elwes, with David E. Kelley of Boston Legal fame producing.